One thousand one hundred and ninety-nine: The streets are full of ghosts
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According to the description of this thing, then... Ye Ling may not be a human.
Because whenever he was close to the other party, the ghost spirit ring was frighteningly hot, much hotter than when he encountered the resentful spirit in the No. 14 teaching building.
"Thousands of strange things..."
Yan Wan closed his eyes and couldn't help but recall Yuan Yuan who had died in his hands. In the ancient world, that guy had created a monster that resembled a living corpse stitched together.
From this point of view, the specialized skills of actors are also different, and even... they are not necessarily human beings.
"It's getting more and more complicated, and it's getting more and more...interesting."
Yan Wan's frowning eyebrows slowly unfurled. When he closed his eyes, he didn't notice how crazy, arrogant and wanton his face reflected in the rearview mirror was.
He himself didn't notice... his mental state seemed to be affected by Chi Xiao.
Buzz
Stepping on the accelerator, the car turned and quickly drove into the community garage.
Yan Wan got out of the car and returned home. As soon as he sat on the sofa, he heard faint, vague meows.
cat? Do you have a cat yourself?
No, he suddenly remembered and took out the black cat's body and the gossip-shaped mirror from his backpack.
"What the hell??"
Yan Wan suddenly discovered that in his backpack, he had prepared chicken blood, donkey hooves, and pig head meat... No, there was no pig head meat.
These things now seemed to have experienced the baptism of time, and all the essence had been extracted. As long as he touched them even slightly, they would break into pieces.
"What the hell?"
He picked up the mirror and looked at it carefully. He didn't see any mystery and was about to throw it away.
Then, a very fantasy scene happened.
Yan Huan watched as a black mist emerged from the mirror and then got into the corpse on the table. And then...this, this, this cat came back to life? ? ?
"I have written fantasy after all, so what does this mean? Basic operations..."
Yan Wan comforted himself, staring and saw the black cat on the table slowly stood up. As its body shook, large areas were stained with blood, and dirt and other dirty things fell off automatically.
Within a moment, it grew shiny fur again.
It's just that now this cat seems to be malnourished and has shrunk a lot. It has shrunk three times compared to the corpse just now, and is now no bigger than a palm.
"Meow"
It sat on the table, staring at Yan Wan without blinking.
Yan Wan seemed to see... scrutiny in its eyes? ? ?
Damn it? ! !
A cat comes to life, which I can understand, after all, folklore says cats have nine lives.
It sheds its hair and shrinks, which I can accept. It may be malnourished, and the previous owner was not a mortal, so this guy is a bit supernatural and is acceptable.
But damn, is this cat a sperm? Didn't it say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, people were not allowed to become spirits?
"You made the table dirty, clean it yourself." Yan Wan suppressed his surprise and raised his chin at it.
"Meow" The black cat blinked in a humane manner and tilted his head to look at him, seeming to express his surprise - 'Scoop man, why do you want me to clean you? ? ’
Yan smiled wildly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Don't say what I said a second time."
No matter how divine you are and how human you are, what will happen? If you don't listen to him, you will be crushed to death.
Let you go east and west, let you beat the dog and chase the chicken.
What is he going to do with this kind of useless useless waste? As an offering to the ancestors?
partner?
Sorry, Yan Wan doesn't need this thing.
A team with two wills will inevitably have differences, and if there are differences, there will be disputes.
In the end, either the other party will make changes or they will part ways.
Different road non-phase plan.
As if aware of Yan Wan's will, the black cat was a little dissatisfied, or barked in grievance.
It jumped off the table, jumped around and pushed the trash can over, and then shoveled all the dirty things it shook out into it.
After doing all this, it even seemed to be trying to please him, biting out a few pieces of tissue paper and wiping the table.
"Well done, what do you eat, cat food? Or meat?"
Yan Wan stood up and asked casually. He was going down to eat. After all, he had money to cook for Mao?
"Meow" The black cat jumped down from the table, wagging its tail and followed him step by step, obviously preparing to go out to eat with him.
He took the key and put the Red Sky Sword into the commodity warehouse. As he walked, he said: "Seeing that you are dressed in black and you look okay, I will call you... Dabai from now on."
"Meow"
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Two hours later.
A milk tea shop.
Yan Wan was sitting at the door, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, drinking milk tea one sip at a time, and scanning the street constantly. Dabai squatted quietly on his shoulder, squinting and snoring.
From time to time, a young lady buying milk tea would pass by and look at Yan Wan curiously, or rather the big white on his shoulders.
They have seen folded ears, stuffed animals, and civet cats, but they have never seen this kind of cat that is all black, has shiny hair, and is even a little red.
Black cats are considered unlucky in the West.
But in the East, it's just the opposite. It is a spiritual beast that controls the house, drives away evil spirits, and attracts wealth.
The reason why many people think that black cats are ominous things is actually because they will actively suppress some unclean existences, evil spirits, and evil spirits. Black cats always appear in places where the evil spirits are relatively strong.
Therefore, most people who do not know the truth mistakenly believe that encountering a black cat is a serious disaster.
However, although Dabai is very docile towards Yan Wan, he is somewhat dismissive of others.
That's right... just like the legend says, no matter you are poor or rich, strong or weak, it will look down on you.
Dabai suddenly opened his eyes and whined: "Meow"
Its claws were slightly stretched out, its eyes were staring at the street without blinking, and the fur on its body exploded slightly.
"Did you see it too?" Yan Wan murmured, throwing away the milk tea and slowly following the man with his pocket in his pocket.
The man in front of him was holding a wine bottle in his hand. He walked unsteadily, mumbling and cursing from time to time as if venting his anger. He was wearing short shorts and a low-cut tank top, revealing a delicate black peach blossom tattoo under his collarbone.
Of course, this was all visible on the surface, but in Yan Huan's eyes, there were two babies filled with sinister energy hanging from her neck.
"It's not in vain that I waited so long"
Yan Wang followed behind quietly, holding a cigarette in his mouth. He was just waiting for this kind of thing to happen, and was ready to give it a try to get rid of some brats and count it as a promotion mission.
"Modern society is good. Abortions and abortions are not uncommon. It's really hard to find a guy on the street who doesn't have any resentment."
Just while I was sitting in the milk tea shop, some pretty and charming girls were mostly hanging on their bodies, dragging with them a resentful baby spirit that could not be seen by mortals.
ps: The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the author wants to work part-time to make money.
So it will be changed to two updates during the Chinese New Year.
Multiple hall masters, four updates today.
The royalties for January are one thousand. I'll be working part-time these days. All sent home.
So I’ll do my best to update, and I hope you’ll understand.